Zhao Yusheng turned around and left, carrying an aura of determination as he left.
Looking at the empty door, Ya Nu and Feng Jiu'er looked at a loss.
Till death do us part... these four words are so shocking and scary.
How can this stupid young man understand that he really had no choice but to worship the church at that time?
At that time, Xue Gu was poisoned. If she was not detoxified, Xue Gu would die.
What can Feng Jiu'er do? Other than obediently paying homage to her, what else can she do?
There's no choice at all, is there?
But, how did this guy decide that the two people's worship service was really a worship service?
"Well," the mute slave thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "I think this young master is very simple, and in fact, he is also a good man."
"What do you mean?"
Feng Jiuer frowned and stared at him: "You don't want me to be with him, do you?"
"Anyway, you can't control any other men, can you?"
The mute slave smiled lowly, and before Feng Jiuer got mad, he quickly cleaned up the mess she had made and walked out the door with the bowl in hand.
Jiuer was left alone in the room sulking, but there was nothing he could do.
That stunned Qing actually followed her out because he believed she was his wife.
Leaving Zhaojiazhai and going to Feng Clan, traveling through thousands of mountains and rivers, I don’t know if I will never come back.
Isn't it just to pay a visit?
Men these days are too obsessed with things like going to church, right?
Also, what does the mute slave mean when he says "no other man can control him"?
She lay on the bed and sighed helplessly.
I can't control any of them...it seems to be a fact.
Who dares to control the Nine Emperors Uncle?
Alas...that night, the ship continued to move forward after being baptized by wind and rain.
In the early morning of the next day, Jiu'er's energy improved a lot. After getting out of bed, she was able to jump around.
After washing, she went out.
As soon as I walked to the door of the cabin, I looked up and saw a tall figure standing in the wind in the sunlight ahead.
He is always so handsome and charming, even if he changes to a scarred face, he can't stop his handsome aura.
She really can't control this man.
Jiu'er leaned against the door and sighed silently.
"come over."
The man standing on the bow suddenly said calmly.
Jiu'er's back straightened, and she didn't know how to straighten it. Whenever Uncle Nine Emperors called her, she would become nervous unconsciously.
When you walk behind Uncle Nine Emperors, you have to look up before you can talk to him.
She suddenly remembered what the mute slave said last night. This man was really uncontrollable.
Although Jiu'er doesn't want to control anyone, at least he shouldn't be so unsure.
However, his momentum is something that no woman in the world can grasp.
"Did you feel it?"
Jiu Qing pointed forward.
There was a white fog there and visibility was very low.
But Jiu'er could feel that the front was getting closer and closer to the Phoenix Clan.
"What do you feel?"
she asked.
The more I looked ahead, the more I felt something was stirring in my heart.
"I don't know."
When Jiu Qing says he doesn't know, that means he really doesn't know. It's because he hasn't fully understood what he's thinking.
Jiuer focused all his attention on the white mist in front of him.
Suddenly, something in the white mist seemed to gradually become clearer.
It seems that there is a totem... Jiu'er subconsciously took a step forward to see it more clearly, but the totem has been hidden in the mist.
It's faintly visible, but you can't see it clearly.
It seems... like a dragon, but also like... a phoenix?
She continued to move forward, but Bijiu Qing suddenly pulled her back.
If you go any further, you will hit the railing.
"What did you see?"
The face that Jiu Qing stared down at looked obviously much better today.
"It seems to be a dragon, and... a phoenix, they are chasing..." Feng Jiuer rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and looked forward again, only a white mist was left, and nothing was left.
"It's a formation."
Jiu Qing also stared at the fog ahead.
The distance is too far, and the power of this formation is not great for them now, so there is no need to face it for the time being.
However, now that their ship keeps moving forward, as the distance gets closer, the power of the formation will become stronger and stronger.
At that time, it is very likely that you will be like when you were trapped in the stone forest, not knowing whether you can get out.
But this is the only way to get to the Phoenix Clan. No matter whether you can get out or not, you have to go in.
"Open your palms."
Jiu Qing said suddenly.
"do what?"
Although Feng Jiuer looked confused, she still spread her hands in front of him.
"Have you ever heard of destiny Gu?"
"Destiny Gu?"
Jiu'er looked at her, but before she could react, she suddenly felt a pain in her palm.
"Nine Emperors..." She frowned, why did she cut a blood mark on her palm?
It hurts! Jiu Qing said nothing, her face always looked so calm and calm.
He held her hand, and Jiu'er seemed to see that his palm was bleeding.
Destiny Gu?
But, I still don’t understand, what exactly is this?
However, Uncle Jiuhuang was still Jiuqing, and he actually held her hand. This move seemed too close.
Isn't he afraid of being seen?
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, an angry voice sounded from behind.
Zhao Yusheng rushed over quickly and grabbed Jiu Qing's wrist: "Let her go!"
No wonder Jiu'er didn't want to be his wife with peace of mind. It turned out that she actually had a lover! Although he also knew that there might be something wrong with Jiu Qing's face. Maybe it was not his real face.
Although, Jiu Qing's cold and arrogant aura had already been noticed when he first observed their team.
I know very well in my heart that he is definitely not an ordinary person.
However, this does not mean that Jiu Qing can be so close to his wife! Feng Jiuer is already his wife! Jiu Qing lowered her eyes and looked at the palm that held his wrist. With just a slight movement, Zhao Yusheng was moved by his
He was so shocked that he took several steps back.
"Nine Emperors...Jiu Qing, don't hurt him."
Jiuer said anxiously.
Although Zhao Yusheng has good skills, his training in Kung Fu is obviously hard-core.
In terms of internal strength, he is far inferior to the Nine Emperors Uncle.
However, Uncle Nine Emperors didn't really mean to hurt him, otherwise, it would definitely not be as simple as just being shocked and taking a few steps back.
Jiu Qing finally let go of Jiu'er's hand, looked back at Zhao Yusheng, turned around and left.
So cold and hard, he even didn't say anything to Jiu'er.
The cold look didn't seem like he was in love with Jiu'er at all, but they were really holding hands just now, and the two of them were leaning together, just like a couple with deep love and righteousness.
Jiuer looked at the back of Uncle Nine Emperors and came out. Uncle Nine Emperors was even more cold than before.
She didn't know what he was thinking, but she seemed to be increasingly unable to understand him.
Looking down at her palm, Feng Jiuer still didn't understand what she was going to do if she hurt her palm.
